These bastards are on my sides
To what they want to break the codes
Mom told me to go to school
Except that I don't give a damn about school
Except that I don't like school at all
I don't like the people at high school
The girls are hypo***
And the guys think they're all that

Like their shitty parties it's always the same songs playing
They don't know rap there they don't play Luv Resval
Damn
Well, a little now they want to give themselves a style
Because it's fashionable to pierce them when they're dead

Shitty generation they tell me to leave my girlfriend
It's the same sons of bitches who want to play naps at parties

Soso maness
So so my dick
I'm not saying he's bad I'm saying there's more to rap than him
Damn my head hurts so much
There are only scatophiles
They like to consume shit and these bastards put it in their story

No I'm not going to leave my girlfriend because I know you want to manage her
Little message for Chloe don't worry now you know me
We've broken heads, we've lost that's true
What makes us different is that at least I got up
Dirty son of a bitch, I've had it on my heart since you lifted my ex
I don't know why I'm saying this but we rang this bastard's bell
I'm so fed up with the shitty generation around me
I've been their buddy since 40,000 people listen to me every month
They tell me purpx but you have all the girls on your side
But shut up I don't give a damn it disgusts me (yuck) son of a bitch

I rap when I'm in pain
I rap when I can't speak anymore
I'm a black cat I'm down
And there's no one who can help me

I rap when I'm in pain
I rap when I can't speak anymore
I'm a black cat I'm down
And there's no one who can help me

No more inspiration at the end of this text
The bitch has a good sense of smell so my ex is testing me again
I'm the guest who makes you move
Cut like a butcher the paradise of Best
My pen feels bre-som
It's the rap that rocked
My moments of distress
With the cons we dig
My grave to hurt
My moments of weakness
Destroy everything is my mission
I don't give a damn about this or about being on your shows
I want to fuck everything since I've been on earth
A good breath of air to knock out your breaths
Lord is my inspiration
I don't care about your opinion on different conspiracies
She will have stars in her eyes, if I start her under the constellation

This bitch has changed yet before God I had blessed her
I master this rap you have all the ce-vi of keny
You know that Morpheus comes out of the genie's lamp
So harr that my rap is censored like eugenics
Yeah
No bitch here, just Jennessee
My sound loud on all platforms and on hi-fi channels
Smoke the green teh that fucks your eardrums
No more eardrum we want no more pain here

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